I lay them down at Your feet, Lord,
My worries and my cares.
I know I tend to take them back,
When I’ve said my prayers.
And leave them in Your hand.
That’s how I see it in my mind,
The way I have it planned.
At my bold, well laid plan.
You know me well enough to know
Planning does not mean can.
Your sight exceeds my own,
And I know that I trust You first.
At least that much, I’ve grown.
What I’ve said I will do,
And leave them in the hands of Him
Who’s love will see me through.
That, even when I flinch,
Your love is still unceasing, and
It does not yield an inch.
I will instruct you and teach you in the way you should
go; I will counsel you with my eye upon you.
casting all your anxieties on him, because he cares for
you.

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